DMX – Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood

Flesh Of My Flesh, Blood Of My Blood is another astonishing and compelling hip-hop and rap single created by a talented rapper, DMX.

This intriguing record which appeared on his top charting album project called “Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood” was officially released on 22 December 1998.

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[DMX:]

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood!

[DMX:]

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All my niggas get down like what

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All my niggas get down like what

[DMX:]

My dogs is dogs with official bloodlines

I say “Stop Being Greedy,” get a plate, you want mine

Why do niggas always force you take it back to the streets?

Can I at least go one year without spitting the heat?

Motherfuckers think it’s sweet until you get your chest messed up

Two days later he’s dressed up, let him rest up

He ain’t going nowhere, no time soon

Remember High Noon? Last thing he heard was “Boom”!

Can I get some room or do I gots to, make me a path?

Break you in half, fake niggas make me laugh

Y’all niggas is funny, still talking ’bout money

And ain’t got none, get the shotgun ’cause you hungry

It’s about to get ugly when the, lights is out

One, two, three, ho that’s three strikes you out

His knife was out, I think they found it still in his hand

He in a bag and I’m over here, killing his man!

[DMX:]

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All my niggas get down like what

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All my niggas get down like what

[DMX:]

I no longer see the shadows that once kept me strong

And I’m starting to get that same feeling that kept me wrong

Can’t afford to trust niggas cause niggas lust figures

Plus niggas is scared to bust niggas, rush niggas

Dueling with the heat, and ain’t killing nothing but time

Fucking with the street, but you ain’t feeling nothing but mine

Tired of hearing niggas rhyme that don’t say shit

Fuck is on them niggas minds, why don’t they quit?

Sucking my dick looking for something new

Let your man hold something with your hold something crew

You know how niggas do, we don’t forget shit

If you was there when it’s thin, then you there when it’s thick

No hitchhikers, fuck that, the Ryde was Ruff

And every nigga that was wit us, that died was Ruff

A lot of niggas that are wit us, ain’t cried enough

So now when niggas come and get us, we fires em up

[DMX:]

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All my niggas get down like what

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All my niggas get down like what

[DMX:]

Motherfuckers, thought that the, X would stop

But I got niggas like, “Yo, who’s the next to drop?”

From his camp, get the stamp, grand champ, it’s official

Think when you die how many’s gon’ miss you

Lean over in your casket and kiss you

Send you on your way with a blessing

And pray that another learned a lesson

Smith and Wesson ended money’s life, now money’s wife’s a widow

(Gave it to him full blast?) Nah dog, just a little

Beside rap I don’t talk but make plenty of moves

I’ll murder, ten of you fools before you’re ready to choose

You either, win or you lose, and I, love to win

Even if it means I gotta shed blood again

Keep the bank account doubling, but don’t hate me

Really thought that what you said would either, make me or break me?

Knowin it don’t take me long to write

Matter of fact, I think I’ll drop another, song tonight

[DMX:]

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All my niggas get down like what

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood

All my niggas get down like what